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Joy to the World

Isaac Watts
[Key: Bb]

Verse 1
Joy to the world! The Lord is come!
Let earth receive her King;
Let every heart prepare Him room,
And heaven and nature sing,
And heaven and nature sing,
And heaven, and heaven, and nature sing.

Verse 2
Joy to the earth! The Savior reigns!
Let men their songs employ;
While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains
Repeat the sounding joy,
Repeat the sounding joy,
Repeat, repeat, the sounding joy.

Verse 3
No more let sins and sorrows grow,
Nor thorns infest the ground;
He comes to make His blessings flow
Far as the curse is found,
Far as the curse is found,
Far as, far as, the curse is found.

Verse 4
He rules the world with truth and grace,
And makes the nations prove
The glories of His righteousness,
And wonders of His love,
And wonders of His love,
And wonders, wonders, of His love.

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Hark the Herald Angels Sing

Charles Wesley, 1739
[Key: Db]

Verse 1
Hark! The herald angels sing,
“Glory to the newborn King;
Peace on earth, and mercy mild,
God and sinners reconciled!”
Joyful, all ye nations rise,
Join the triumph of the skies;
With th’angelic host proclaim,
“Christ is born in Bethlehem!”
Hark! the herald angels sing,
“Glory to the newborn King!”

Verse 2
Christ, by highest Heav’n adored;
Christ the everlasting Lord;
Late in time, behold Him come,
Offspring of a virgin’s womb.
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see;
Hail th’incarnate Deity,
Pleased as man with men to dwell,
Jesus our Emmanuel.
Hark! the herald angels sing,
“Glory to the newborn King!”

Verse 3
Hail the heav’nly Prince of Peace!
Hail the Sun of Righteousness!
Light and life to all He brings,
Ris’n with healing in His wings.
Mild He lays His glory by,
Born that man no more may die.
Born to raise the sons of earth,
Born to give them second birth.
Hark! the herald angels sing,
“Glory to the newborn King!”

Verse 4
Come, Desire of nations, come,
Of beauty, Thou art the sum;
Adam’s likeness, Lord, efface,
Stamp Thine image in its place:
Now display Thy saving power,
Work in me, restore this hour;
O, to me Thyself impart,
Visit this believing heart.
Hark! the herald angels sing,
“Glory to the newborn King!”

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Come Behold the Wondrous Mystery

Matt Papa
[Key: B]

Verse 1
Come behold the wondrous mystery
In the dawning of the King,
He, the theme of heaven’s praises,
Robed in frail humanity.
In our longing, in our darkness,
Now the Light of Life has come;
Look to Christ, Who condescended,
Took on flesh to ransom us!

Verse 2
Come behold the wondrous mystery:
He the perfect Son of Man,
In His living, in His suffering,
Never trace nor stain of sin
See the true and better Adam
Come to save the hell-bound man,
Christ, the great and sure fulfillment
Of the law, in Him we stand.

Verse 3
Come behold the wondrous mystery:
Christ the Lord upon the tree;
In the stead of ruined sinners
Hangs the Lamb in victory!
See the price of our redemption;
See the Father’s plan unfold,
Bringing many sons to glory,
Grace unmeasured, love untold!

Verse 4
Come behold the wondrous mystery:
Slain by death, the God of life;
But no grave could e’er restrain Him,
Praise the Lord, He is alive!
What a foretaste of deliverance;
How unwavering our hope:
Christ in power resurrected,
As we will be when He comes.